Lirik Lagu Asher Roth. Pass That Dutch (Freestyle)

Don’t matter to most mouthsBut your style’s honestly got me grossed outDon’t know how many cocks went in your mouthAnd the copies of your album you buying, they don’t countLow brow, telling he’s profound ?? broGive my body some work, it’s so stoutNo doubt, organically grown, sold outWith my own sound make for a properly worn crownYeah, my language of all languageIt’s so strange, it makes aliens learn EnglishYou so strange, just like the pants of a lone rangerIt’s so strange just like the cackles of BojanglesSo dangerous, Ringo met RamboBreak a handle, Jane taught him how to tangoWay I’m slanging my ammo think I could light a candleStanding on the banister and landed on the mantleMicky, Minny, spitting real potentI’m thinking shit is using cause I’m sick of looking inAnd just in case you missed Imma rip the shit againSo what the haters listening, gotta listen to him againMary Kate taught me S&M and the LES ?? let’s beginQuestionnaire, call quest to quest loveTo get drunk and guess what? Request snugGut shed regret less, regress noneOur best bet is to get dressed and get someA phenomenons is I be on, doing shotty, rips at hotty chicks and talking bout a yawnGot an awesome heart so I don’t need a bodyguardIt’s somebody in them but I need a car alarmTime to make the party start but once we start the party some of the kids will party hardAlready barred, I’m blacklisted from the bar, yeah, but disregard the part about pissing in Clinton’s yardI’m a track star and facing a pad start that has to grab a stash after crashing his dad’s car?? when the city is gone dark and ain’t selling tickets, the visitors gonna starveEn garde, kids wanting an encore, I ball hard, get bitches on tourOn star, the commissioner’s on board, when I ask for permission he ditched me, said sureSee, I be going to war, I’m ordering more portions on the Bora Bora shoesWhile the girls explore sorta like door to door, more curls, more curvesObviously more grownupCourtesy of liriklagu.asiaYeah, but hold up, won’t never compromiseEven if it means the enemy ??Outta time, outta line, I’m out the limelightNeed it for my gin and tonic right before I rhymeGot my manger on hold, get rid of all the Styrofoam, Imma ride y’allAdios party boy, yo, you gotta goMe and that hot shit, we stake somebody coldWhile I’m riding my exotic animal I’m off your coastGiddyup getting up with Olivia, with the pretty buck give it up before I give it upGetting stuck, thinking about how Imma finish upWhen there’s really no limit to how much I don’t give a fuckFor the love I’m only doing it just becauseWith a sense of humor to loosen, but who’s the judge?Oh, who was the last to touch, man, you ruining my grooveMove it and pass the dutchMan, pass the dutch.